Of Fleetings, Pains and Searches

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Three days of not getting enough sleep and I think I sill need a few days to put up with this.

Earlier, I chanced a nap (instead of lunch) while at work but it was no use, I still feel I have stew for brains. I’ll see if I can move some items around and get some quiet time for myself. Although I highly doubt it, not when I have too much on my plate … too much in my head.

Yesterday, I dozed off in front of my laptop while researching. Next thing I know, the sleep I thought was enough only registered twenty minutes on the clock. I might have felt rejuvenated but given I had so short a rest I soon found myself weak again.

The problem is, when it’s time to sleep and I mean really sleep for hours. I can’t. So many things run in my head and until I’ve wasted four hours of tossing and turning that’s the only time I start to conk off.

I know, I need meds for this.

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Damnit! I’m cutting my nails!

The last time I grew my nails was … was … well, eons ago. So it takes a little getting used to -used to accidentally scratching my own self or poking my own eye.

I love long nails and the girly feeling it gives me but I don’t enjoy getting hurting.

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I stared aimlessly at so many faces today. Imagining things that are not there … hoping that things were different.

The Big Day

People believe it’s what people do. And it is that belief, that rock solid belief, that makes things happen.

Thinking of

my wedding ... our cake ... our rings ... the primary sponsors ... how my traje de boda will look like ... wanting to starve myself to waif thin waistline ... but can't because of my full time job ... this weekend's wedding expo at the mall ...

“I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us.”

Read

"I dreamed a dream of angels. I saw them and heard them in a great and endless galactic night. I saw the lights that were these angels, flying here and there, in streaks of irresistible brilliance ... I felt love around me in this vast and seamless realm of sound and light ... And something akin to sadness swept me up and mingled my very essence with the voices who sang, because the voices were singing of me ..."

Never wound what you can’t kill

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